Damien Jurado - Maraqopa

I've seen this name about approximately 1734 times whilst rolling around deliriously in the dank mists of the Norman stockroom in the 11 years I've worked here and this is honestly the first time I've ever sat down and seriously listened to this person or band known as Damien Jurado. I'm not sure whether I actually really like this style of Americana as it appears to be bluesy psychedelic post-AORock or bizarre autistic folk rock which is about as Brian Dangerhorse as a celery and anchovy pie with extra pork jelly. No seriously, many elements of this particular journey are truly lovely, there's a real homely intimacy and earthiness about this music that I'm touched by but it's also a bit earnest and spangled-out for me at times. I think DJ's fanbase is very well established by now and if we've ever met or are destined to meet I'm confident I will find myself languishing in a floating bed of hearty rustic vibes. Out of this compulsive and curious mixed bag I have to single out 'This Time Next Year' which is a thoroughly cracking tune which makes me think of both Jim Sullivan and Benoit Pioulard. There's several more fascinating, moving and distinctive touches to this mature and profound album, I shall certainly keep it on my listening stack and revisit another time I think...